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Epiphany

Leena Thampi·January 18, 2024

Epiphany written by: Leena Thampi We poets linger between words, It’s a rare privilege to live within...

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A Poet’s Grotto

Ivor Steven·January 12, 2024

A Poet’s Grotto written by: Ivor Steven @ivors20 My writer’s studio, is the littered part of my...

Poetry English

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Paths

Francisc Edmund Balogh·October 6, 2023

Paths written by: Francisc Edmund Balogh You sheltered inside your heart the crossroads of the wind- the...

English Poetry

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Remembering an Old Crush

Jackie Chou·September 18, 2023

Remembering an Old Crush written by: Jackie Chou I’ve always wondered if you wrote poetry and if...

English Poetry

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Nestlings, The Verses of My Dreams

Pramod Rastogi·January 19, 2023

Nestlings, The Verses of My Dreams written by: Pramod Rastogi A seed I was, a tree I...

English Poetry

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For The Love of God

Martha Annice·August 9, 2022

For The Love of God written by: Martha Annice Jackson @ANNICE31245245 Volcanic slobber rocks back and forth...

Poetry English

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Light and Darkness in a Versing Painting

Walid Boureghda·March 17, 2022

Light and Darkness in a Versing Painting written by: Walid Boureghda Under the glooming shade of an...

Poetry English

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Form Sans Compunction: A Well-Oiled Unction

Ken Gosse·February 28, 2022

Form Sans Compunction A Well-Oiled Unction written by: Ken Gosse Poetry has many forms— there’s never been...

English Poetry

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A Sincere Man Am I (Verse I)

Spillwords·February 20, 2022

A Sincere Man Am I (Verse I) a poem by Jose Marti A sincere man am I...

English Literary Greats Poetry

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Glory To The Seed

Pramod Rastogi·January 7, 2022

Glory to the Seed written by: Pramod Rastogi If my muse had not been you, My canvas would...

Poetry English

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Ghost at ‘Dusk’ …

Bipul Banerjee ('Dusk')·October 25, 2021

Ghost at ‘Dusk’ … written by: Bipul Banerjee At ‘dusk’ in a state of seemingly blurred confusions...

Halloween English Poetry

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Dormida Se Quedo La Mañana

Jose A Gomez·August 8, 2021

Dormida Se Quedo La Mañana written by: José A Gómez Se enternece el alma, el dolor lo...

Jose A Gomez Poetry Spanish

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Indiana Verses II

G. Rod Hamilton·July 4, 2021

Indiana Verses II pt. 6-10 written by: Rando Mithlo Little Egypt & The Troll bridge With cloak...

Poetry English Featured Post

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Indiana Verses

G. Rod Hamilton·March 21, 2021

Indiana Verses pt. 1-5 written by: Rando Mithlo Ghost of Pulaski Get some fast food or farm...

English Featured Post Poetry

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After a long career tinkering in telecommunications, Jim Bartlett switched to tinkering with writing fiction, both requiring a stretch of the imagination. In the course of putting his fingers to the keyboard, he's been fortunate to have quite a number of his stories featured both in print and online in several wonderful publications, including a story selected for "The Best of Fiction on the Web, 1996 – 2017" anthology. While mentally he strolls along a warm California beach with his wife and golden retriever (shhh, she doesn't know she's a dog), physically they reside on a special little island in the Pacific Northwest.

Reaper by Sharon Frame Gay

As an orphaned son of an orphan, I always see the glass as half empty. I picture the water murky and lukewarm, a waterline etched below the rim. Maybe with an ash or two floating at the bottom, because that’s what I do for a living. I deal with ashes. The remains of the deceased. No matter how those who pass away see their glass, meager or full, they eventually end up in a satchel carried on my shoulder.
My business card reads “Morton Stark Transport.” I’m called upon to disperse the ashes of the dearly departed and honor their final wishes. People hire me to escort the remains throughout the world ...

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